She sings the songs that for generations have been carried on,
and the world smiles when remembering its ancestors,
the sky flies with the beauty of the melodies,
the clouds are singing soft ballads of century old stories.
Those that are buried deep within come alive,
with the music notes as their skin,
they sing and dance under the Earth,
remembering the lives they once lived and how their story lives on.
The birds with their innocent cries,
still beautiful with a harmonic symphonies,
and though the Earth cannot speak,
the songs from the ghosts of the past sing proudly,
our history being the stories of those who can no longer tell them.
The human race, is the score of a complex piece of music,
The Earth, is the orchestra.
About the Creator
Angel Adagio
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So awe-inspiring. I can sense your love for this planet in every line, the emotions and passions you feel for it. If people could have elemental powers, you'd definitely control the earth.🌿